Author's Note: More dramas… and it's going to end really fast.
Oh, and SPOILER for the real murderer in Persona 4.
Disclaimer: I don't own Persona 4 and any of its characters. They belong to Atlus.
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A P4 MC/Yukiko Fic
Amaterasu
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Captured Helpless Ultimate Dreadful fate
Powerless Lifeless No breath Falling down
Shoji Meguro – The Backside of TV
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The clock was ticking on the wall, counting the time ever since he arrived and sat there unmoving. He had sent every servant away from the room, saying that nobody should enter except Amagi Yukiko. Thoughts were circling his head without cease as he waited. He stared impassively at the blank TV screen, joining his hands as if he wanted to crush his own fingers. He was a gentle man… but his anger was as solid as a rock. No one should mess with him when he was angry. And finally… the paper door slid open.
"Is there something you want to talk to me, Satoshi-kun?"
Her voice was always the same. Now that he had heard her 'real' voice… he realized that her every word for him was devoid of any emotions. She was an emotionless doll when she was with him… She didn't feel anything when she was with him. But… with that man…
"Who is that man?"
He concealed his anger but the rage still vibrated in his voice. She didn't make any apparent surprised face though. Amagi Yukiko's face was, as always in front of him, hard and unfathomable. But she didn't make any excuse. She knew it would be futile to run away from the question.
"Seta Souji-kun," she stopped for a while, as if choosing her words. "He was my first boyfriend."
Satoshi sent an empty chuckle.
"Was?" He snorted. "Were those sentences something that you would say to someone who 'was' your boyfriend?"
She didn't answer directly. Her eyes hardened and her body turned rigid. Then she spoke once again, firmly.
"He was," she said. "He's still… until I was engaged to you."
"Engaged, huh?" Satoshi opened his eyes, looking deep into her eyes. Unlike the usual gentleness, all that she could find in those eyes now were anger. "You want to say that our engagement is more important than your Souji-kun? Thank you, Amagi Yukiko… But I'm not touched!"
He stood up. His brown eyes were blazing, burning, as he approached her. And she stood there without a single thought of stepping away. Her dark eyes clashed with his directly, hard and strong with a determination he hadn't anticipated. Satoshi stopped right in front of her, heaving deep breath as his jealousy flared within him.
"You… You still love him!" he shouted. "What was that shit about you had no relationship with anyone? You definitely still love that man!"
"Yes, I do," answered the manager without thinking. She maintained her eye contact and he was almost shaken by how… calm she was, how sure she was about what she was going to say. "But my relationship with him was over. I wasn't lying. I was never lying to any of you."
"You… How… could you… say things like that so calmly?" Satoshi gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. "How could you contradict your own words so calmly?! Are you selling yourself to me for the money?!"
The last sentence managed to change her expression from hard to disgust. She closed her mouth, reluctant to say anything since nothing could describe what she was feeling to engagement at all. Satoshi laughed. He gritted his teeth.
"I see… I see!" The man put a hand to cover his face. "Reasons! You're engaged with me… for reasons… for my money!!"
She didn't answer nor object. She just stood there, as a doll she always was when she was with him.
"You…" His eyes were wild when they glanced up to hers… She stopped breathing. Those eyes… "Like always… YOU'RE JUST ONE OF THOSE BITCHES!"
What he did next was not something that she expected.
XxX
"Give me a break… dammit…"
Hanamura Yousuke placed the ice on top of his bruise, wincing. Tatsumi Kanji watched him in amusement from afar. The brunette had been bleeding for more than ten minutes and he thought he would get blood transfusion over a hit by a soda can—which is So. Not. Cool. Kanji came when he was washing his face in Daidara's and the silver haired man quickly offered him a solution in the shape of a big block of ice. At least the bleeding stopped now…
"You're messed up, Senpai," Kanji couldn't hide his chuckle. "Satonaka-senpai can be pretty rough."
"You have no idea, Dude," Yousuke sighed. "No wonder she could kick those Shadows to an instant death…"
Kanji laughed.
"Hahaha! Yeah, she sure is! Eh?"
He looked up… then whistled. With a grin, he tapped Yousuke's shoulder for a few times.
"Anyway, I need to go now," he said, smiling a… dangerous smile. "Good luck with her, Man."
"W-What?" Yousuke turned to see the walking man. "Ouch! W-Wait! Kanji! What's…"
"Seems like I hit you pretty hard, Yousuke."
Oh, shit…
"What's wrong? Scared for another round?"
Satonaka Chie really did know when to come up in the most inappropriate time…
XxX
Satoshi grabbed both of Yukiko's hand and forcefully trying to kiss her. She struggled, groaning when Satoshi smashed her to the wall hard and pushed his body on top of hers. She tugged her hands, but his iron grip was too strong, almost impossible coming from a normal build man like him. She tried to kick him, but they were too close to each other that she could barely move.
"S-Satoshi-kun!!"
He didn't hear her. His mind was somewhere else… the way he tried to kiss her, touch her… it was not… him…
"Let me go! Satoshi—"
"… You hugged him…" His breath came out heavy. His brown eyes were hazy as they locked into hers. "You hugged him, but you never hug me!! Your fiancé!"
"Satoshi-kun!"
A few ornaments fell from the table top when Yukiko managed to throw herself away from the wall. Nevertheless, Satoshi still had his hands on hers and he's still trying to get her. Yukiko groaned, stepping on shattered glass and pottery as she tried to let go of Satoshi's hand. The man pushed her to the table, harshly forcing her half-laying down on it. She barely breathed under his weight, the pressure now started to make her head spin.
"You kissed him… You love him!" His words became even more uncontrollable. "You run for him but you never run for me! What am I to you, Amagi Yukiko?! What am I to you?!"
"Get off me!"
Yukiko rolled, managed to let go of her right hand. She gritted her teeth when Satoshi tugged her harshly back, kissing into the collar of her kimono. A weapon… she need a weapon! A fan, anything!
"Argh!"
Satoshi hugged her close from behind, harshly bending her left hand to her back. His breath was hot against her skin; she could feel his fast heartbeat pounding to her back. He gripped the front of her kimono, digging his fingers to her collarbone. He could rip her kimono if he wanted to… And was…
A loud sound was heard when the first layer of her kimono was ripped and a red gash formed itself on her neck by his fingers.
Yukiko groaned in agony. Her free hand roved for anything… anything that could…
"Love me, Amagi Yukiko!!! Don't act like you have nothing for me!"
"You don't know me!" Yukiko screamed under him. She shook him off her, grimacing when he used her left hand to lock her completely. "You. Know. Nothing. About me!"
SMASH!
XxX
"W-What do you want now, Satonaka?" Yousuke moved an inch away from her. She grinned cheerfully at him. "S-Stop grinning like that! You're giving me goosebumps! Isn't broken nose good enough for you?"
"Broken?" Chie lifted her eyebrows. She looked surprised. "Oh, don't tell me I broke your nose!"
Ahahaha… talk about an overpowered lady! He felt like crying right now. She didn't even realize that!
"Well… uh…" Chie rubbed her neck. A tint of color appeared on her face. "Er… I guess… sorry?"
"W-What the hell with 'I guess'?!" He groaned, face burning with irritation. He lifted the ice from his face, showing her the bruise. "See! Can't you…"
Ice off, hot blood leaked through his nose once more.
"AAAAWWWRGH!!!" He shrieked, pushing the ice to his bruise. "It bleeds yet again!!"
"Aw… sheesh!"
And he froze when she suddenly kneeled before him, gently brushing the blood off his face with her handkerchief. It was feather touch; he couldn't believe a boisterous girl like her could actually have the touch of a woman. But then again… she was a woman, and a fine one at that. He could feel his face burned with blood, and he wondered if he looked just as red as she was now.
"Don't move…" Her voice sounded… soft? "You'll hurt yourself again."
"Ah. O… Okay…"
Maybe for this once he would listen to her.
XxX
An old pottery hit him by the shoulder… It would've done him if it was his head, but she couldn't reach his body other than his shoulder with her position now. Satoshi stopped for a while, heaving deep breath as he briefly pushed himself up from her.
"So…" he hissed. "… So THIS is how you'd love to treat me, Yuki… After all those hugs with him… THIS is how you're going to treat me!!!!"
His movement was so fast, she couldn't react. The second layer of her kimono fell to the floor in a split second, leaving her only with her last undergarment.
She let out a cry, using all of her strength to crawl away from his body. He caught the remaining of her attached obi, snapping it with a power so strong that it tore apart. Groaning, Yukiko threw herself to the shelf, eyes frantic to look for anything… A fan… A fan! Give her a weapon, please… Ornaments, pottery… anything…
Then she saw it.
… A TV, just a few meters away by her right.
"Why… Amagi Yukiko…"
His voice froze her bones.
"… Why don't you want to be with me…? Come here… COME!"
His presence behind her commanded her body to move faster. She literally hurled herself closer to the TV but Satoshi's firm hand caught her shoulder and turned her around harshly until she faced him completely. His brown hair was messed up, his gentle eyes were crazed and wild… and his whole aura completely changed to something so evil… that Yukiko though she saw Adachi's reflection inside the eyes of her fiancé.
"Look at me, Yuki…" He hissed between his teeth, locking her with his iron grip as he drew closer. Yukiko gritted her teeth, fighting back all the pain and humiliation he gave her. He let out a groan from the back of his throat.
"I SAID, LOOK AT ME!"
After the shout he pushed his body to hers, burying his head into her undergarments. The shelf clattered with their weight, some of the ornaments fell from the impact. She screamed, feeling the tears trickled down her eyes and the deep lost carving into her heart. No… NO! Save her… Somebody save her!!!
"Aaaaarrrgghhhh!!!!"
Her right hand disappeared into the TV. She gasped for air, groaning in pain when he did something he shouldn't do to her body. A little more… please… PLEASE! ANSWER HER!
"Hear me…"
Her whisper was low and weak between her pain… but she could feel the cold of a card in her right hand…
Her heart answered.
"HEAR ME! AMATERASU!"
She crushed the card in a grip.
XxX
"Argh!"
In six different places, six people suffered a similar pain within a split second. Loud ringing sound from the very back of their head hit them painfully, knocking them a series of memories and voices… and a place where they found their own self.
Yousuke instinctively grabbed Chie's shoulder, grimacing. The woman looked back at him, brown eyes wide in confusion and shock.
They knew exactly what they saw… and they voiced it slowly with the memories of those days.
"Persona…"
XxX
"UARGH!!"
Loud explosion shook the whole room. The TV exploded in a loud blast, shattering pieces of glass and wires thrown all over the floor. Satoshi cried in agony when the shattering glass and strong fire showered his face, stepping away from his fiancé as he grabbed his bleeding wound. Weight off her, Yukiko gasped in both pain and relief. Her clenched right hand was still inside the TV, bleeding heavily with glass pieces all over her arms. Her right sleeve was torn and burnt… but her skin remained untouched by the fire of the explosion.
The pain was immense… but subconsciously she brought her right hand to her face… and opened her fist.
A part of the edge of a blue card remained between the blood and glasses… before it shattered into pieces of light.
Gathering the remains of her dignity, Amagi Yukiko rushed outside the room—ignoring the staff that now came in shock.
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To be Continued
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Author's note: Over? Not yet. Oh, and… er… should I change the rate?? -.-" It's… quite intense there, I think…
